Cassandra walked into the Leaky Cauldron taking a seat by the fireplace. She looked up at the patrons across the pub and noticed a platinum blonde. "Is that Molly?" Cassandra pulled out her new phone and opened Winsta-gram comparing the picture to the girl sitting in front of her. "It is."
This could keep my mind of work for a while. Cassandra stood and walked over to the table without a second thought, "Molly! It's me Cassandra."